I just nodded my head because my throat was too constricted from the unbelievable gesture from Jett. It seemed like a normal thing for anyone to do but for a man who struggled with showing his soft side, with being emotionally passionate, it was a huge step and I could not be happier.

His hands went to my back and with one single flick, my bra was loose and on the floor. Heat poured out of him as he took in my breasts. I could tell his hands were itching to touch me so I helped him. I grabbed his hands and placed them softly on my breasts. A sharp intake of breath escaped him as his hands slowly started to squeeze my chest. My head fell backwards as he rolled my nipples with his fingers and tested their weight.

“You’re so damn beautiful, Goldie.”

“Thank you,” I said, accepting his compliment.

“I need to test the water,” he said while pulling away.

I watched as his tight jean-clad ass walked over to the tub and turned on the faucets. There were bubbles already in the tub but the water was only halfway full, I’m sure to save time. As he bent over to make sure the water wasn’t too hot, I watched the back of his shirt ride up and show off a little patch of his skin. It was an innocent part of his body but it turned me on as if he took off every piece of his clothing.

I walked up behind him and ran my hands up his back on the inside of his shirt. His back tensed from my touch at first but slowly relaxed as I enjoyed the skin-to-skin contact.

“Did you have a good day?” I asked as I leaned over and kissed his shoulder.

“It just got much better,” he said while turning around and placing a kiss on my forehead. “The water is ready.” He leaned down and took off my thong, leaving me completely naked.

I could see how difficult it was for him to hold back and I appreciated it.

“Let me help you in,” he said as he held out his hand for me.

“Wait, are you joining me?”

“I wasn’t planning on it,” he admitted honestly.

“Why not? Are you going to go back up to your room?” I tried to hide the hurt in my voice.

Clearing his throat, he said, “Goldie, do you really think I can control myself having you naked and wet in my arms? You should know me better than that.”

“Oh.” I smiled. “I don’t care, I want you to stay. Please.”

He shook his head and blew out a frustrated breath. “God, I can’t say no to you.”

“Good.”

I started taking off his shirt and was pleased with the muscles that ripped underneath.

“When do you have time to work out?” I asked, marveled with the fact that he was so cut.

He chuckled and said, “Whenever I get a chance.”

“Can I watch you one day?”

A quizzical eyebrow of his rose as my hands wandered around his chest. “You never seize to surprise me.”

“That’s a good thing.”

Undoing his pants, I pushed them down and found that he wasn’t wearing any underwear as his erection sprung free, making me gulp. He stepped out of his jeans as he continued to look at me with those devilish eyes.

“Now that was fucking hot,” I said as I wrapped my hand around his erection and slowly started to work it up and down. A hiss escaped him from my touch but he didn’t stop me, so I continued to work my hand.

In seconds, his length grew to a size that was almost impossible to believe. He was huge and it was all because of me. Talk about making a girl feel good.

His breath became labored as I noticed a sheen of sweat start to caress his skin. At that moment, I realized he was close to coming and just from my hand. Invigorated with a new sense of purpose at the moment, I dropped to my knees, placed my hands on his thighs and wrapped my mouth around his cock. I didn’t give him a chance to adjust, I took in his full length until he hit the back of my throat and I pulled back out. His hands found my head and gently massaged my hair as I massaged his dick with my mouth. What he was doing felt so fucking good that I almost forgot what I was doing.

Snapping out of it, I ran my tongue down the underside of his dick and then lightly grabbed his balls with my teeth.

“Aww, fuuuck,” he drawled out as he started to sway.

He was so close, so instead of giving him what he wanted, I pulled away from his balls and started to lightly flick my tongue across the underside of his dick all the way up to the tip. Pre-cum sat at the top of his cock and I licked it up with pleasure.

“Goldie…” he breathed as I decided to finally let him go over, even though I was enjoying having the power for once.

I took him fully into my mouth, squeezed his balls with my hand at the same time and sucked as I pulled up and down on his length. With one thrust of his hips, he let loose as a guttural groan escaped him and he lost himself in my mouth. He thrashed about as he lost all control. It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

Once he was fully satisfied, he bent down, grabbed my hand and pulled me into his chest. He kissed the top of my head and whispered into my ear, a gesture I was starting to love and count on.

“You didn’t have to do that.”

“I wanted to.”

“Thank you.”

He led me into the tub which we had to heat up again and then sat down. He grabbed my hand and helped me in so my head was resting on his shoulder and his arms were wrapped around my waist. I was in heaven. Heaven from being wrapped up in Jett, from being surprised by him and by performing a sexual act with him without having to submit first. Don’t get me wrong, I loved submitting to him but it was nice to know that we didn’t need to always have the Jett Girl rules hovering over us.

He rubbed slow circles along my lower belly as he kissed my neck.

“How are your legs? I saw that you were using them a lot on the pole today.”

“They’re sore,” I confessed

His hands ran down them and stroked my inner thighs; I cringed from how sore just a light touch was. He pulled away and made me turn to face him.

“Are you okay?” Concern laced his face.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine in a couple of days.”

“Why did you keep practicing if you knew your skin was starting to go raw?” he asked, now looking mad.

“I can still have sex, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

Now I knew he was looking mad because his eyebrows creased and he looked like he could kill.

“Is that how you see me? Some sex-crazed maniac who is only concerned about getting some pussy?”

“No, not at all. I don’t know why I said that.” I backpedaled.

“I care about you, Goldie. I respect the fact that you need a break, that you can’t have sex with me every night. I get that, so please don’t assume that I only care about one thing and one thing only because that is not how I want to be perceived.”

He talked to me so business-like, it was strange. I didn’t like it.

“I’m sorry. I don’t see you like that. I’m just nervous that if I don’t have sex with you, you’re going to lose interest.”

Where the hell did that come from? Was I trying to dig myself a grave? It was true, but I didn’t have to go and say it.

His hand went up to my cheek and he pressed his forehead against mine.

“I’m going to be honest with you, little one. When I first met you, when I first saw you, that was all I wanted from you. I wanted your body but once I saw you for who you were, I wanted more. I want your body, your heart and your soul. I want everything. Just because you don’t want sex one night doesn’t mean that I will get bored, it just means that I get another piece of you that night. Like tonight, I want your mind.”

“My mind?”

“Yes, tell me something I don’t know.”

He spun me around so I was pressed against his chest again and his arms were once again wrapped around me. His chin rested on my shoulder as he waited for me to answer him.

“Well, when I was young, I used to bring my mom’s boom box into my room and I would perform my own radio station. I would speak in the attachable microphone and call off what songs were going to play next. I would also pretend to interview people using different voices then I recorded it all on a tape.”